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HUNTERS w/ DROIDS ATTACK, LO-PAN, OLD MAN MASON

Unholy Empire & Cobra Lounge Presents

HUNTERS w/ DROIDS ATTACK, LO-PAN, OLD MAN MASON

DROIDS ATTACK, LO-PAN, OLD MAN MASON

Fri, May 18, 2012

9:00 pm

$5.00

This event is 21 and over

HUNTERS
HUNTERS
HUNTERS is a grim 5 piece metal band from Chicago, Illinois.

Barely a year old and having just recorded their first full length record with producer and long time friend Andrew Ragin (the Atlas Moth) and it being co-mixed and mastered by James Murphy (Testament, Death, Obituary) we intend to tour in the fall to promote the record heavily.

Having played countless shows in and around Chicago the past year with bands like; Sweet Cobra, Red Fang, Coliseum, Corrosion of Conformity, Indian, Earthride, Howl, Coffinworm, Lazarus A.D., Enabler, The Swan King, Wolvhammer, Millions, Lord Mantis, Backwoods Payback, Rue, Rebreather, Black Skies, and more. It's time for us to get our aggressive sound out of the midwest and into the ears of hungry fans of heavy music.
DROIDS ATTACK
DROIDS ATTACK
Blazing guitar riffs, thick low end, and highly imaginative rhythmic structures make up the foundation of this stoner rock outfit from Madison, WI. Brandishing a full bodied tone and a taut signature style that slices through the sterile ceiling fan churn of our modern day Line 6 heroes like a kershaw through the warm neck flesh of a thousand infidels, the Droid's approach suggests a more natural progression between Black Sabbath and Tool, and their throw down approach to the stage has consistently lead the most scowling of metal heads to the front row beaming with delight. It is fun to have your ass kicked this good.
LO-PAN
LO-PAN
There is a hidden world where ancient evil weaves a modern mystery. A world filled with the darkest magic's where all movement is caused by tensions between positive and negative furies. A world in which the furies, when out of balance, turn into demon and live forever. A creature of fast dark destructive power. Repulsive and evil existing only to plague the living as they do with LO-PAN, who is cursed. Cursed with rock and roll genius. Born out of a combination of dirty rock and roll, stale beer and an unhealthy obsession with "Big Trouble In Little China," Columbus's Lo-Pan have been tearing up the club circuit since 2005. Lo-Pan burst onto the local scene with their locally released self-titled album back in 2006. The local buzz gave way to more national attention as bands told bands and Lo-Pan began gracing venues big and small with names like Red Giant, Devil To Pay, Torche, Saviours, Year Long Disaster, Red Fang, Valkyrie, & the Atomic Bitchwax (just to name a few). Fast forward five years and there's hardly a band worth playing with that they haven't shared a stage with. Enter the sophomore release, "Sasquanaut." Initial pressings on local indie Nice Life Records sold out quickly and as before the best praise is when one band on the road tells another "Hey, man you've got to check this out." Which brought them, album masters in hand to us here at Small Stone. "Sasquanaut" had all the makings of a classic, thunderous low ends, pummeling drums, riffs to die for and a voice that soars but for all the genius that shone through it was still rough around the edges (don't get us wrong we love rough around the edges). So we checked them in to a proper studio and left them in the capable hands of Benny Grotto for a little remixing, a little re-mastering and just ever so much re-recording. Enter Sasquanaut, mark 2: "Sasquanaut (Remixed & Re-mastered)." Heavier, more dynamic, louder and just that tiny bit more polished, this is the album that bands and fans new they could make. Mere words just can't do justice to the effect that a little more time and the proper equipment have had on these eight raging tracks. Maybe a quote from the bands namesake might sum it up. "When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, and he looks you crooked in the eye and he asks you if ya paid your dues, you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol' Jack Burton always says at a time like that: "Have ya paid your dues, Jack?" "Yessir, the check is in the mail." The boys heads back into the studio for a proper follow-up this fall and look for the band on tour this winter and remember IT'S ALL IN THE REFLEXES!
OLD MAN MASON
OLD MAN MASON
our name is "Old Man Mason" and we're a Power Trio

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